Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The opening ceremony was arranged under the flag of the square.The weather in March began to warm up, but it was still a bit chilly outside with the cold wind blowing.

Everyone thought that the representatives of the society who gave the speech at the opening ceremony would be senior three students, and Qiu Zhen thought so until the second before Bi Xia left his seat.

Shangguan Lu Yuan was sitting in front of Bi Xia, and as soon as Bi Xia left, Qiu Zhen patted him on the shoulder: "Why is Xia Xia going?"

Shangguan Lu Yuan was very tired of his address, but he still answered him: "I heard that the former high school senior had a fever and asked for leave."

Qiu Zhen frowned and was dissatisfied: "Temporary rescue?"

It stands to reason that even if the person is uncomfortable, the manuscript must have been written a long time ago, and another person can read it, but if it is changed to Bi Xia, from the third year to the second year of high school, the theme of the speech is different, and the content must not be the same.

"The preparations started last night."

Shangguan Lu Yuan's tone was full of admiration.

The two of them were chatting like chickens and ducks. Just as Bi Xia was on stage, Qiu Zhen listened attentively to his speech.

The clear voice came from the radio, which was a little different from usual. He briefly introduced himself with a microphone in his hand, but his voice was soon drowned in the applause.

It was just a self-introduction, and there was thunderous applause from the audience, mainly from the girls sitting in the front row.

Qiu Zhen's face was full of pride, his family, Xia Xia, was very popular.

After Bi Xia's speech was over, it was the principal who spoke. When the principal came to the stage, everyone applauded as usual, but it was obviously much more perfunctory than before.

The principal didn't speak in a hurry, but said in a joking tone: "I'm old, I'm not as handsome as student Bi Xia, and the applause is not as good as him."

The students below let out a good-natured laugh, and then gave him the same warm applause.

Only then did the principal begin his speech with satisfaction.

Bi Xia stepped off the stage and returned to his seat. A few teachers behind them gathered around the old class to praise him, and he passed them without changing his face.

With such an excellent student, the old class has been envied by everyone for a year. Several teachers who teach science classes are eager to lead the top class, to compete for the one-third possibility, but they chose liberal arts.

Several teachers felt a little regretful, there was no fate, their eyes followed Bi Xia, and their eyes were full of appreciation and kindness.

Lao Ban also watched his favorite student return to his seat, glanced at Qiu Zhen next to him from the corner of his eye, Lao Ban suddenly thought of something, cleared his throat, and brought their attention back.

He solemnly turned the topic in the direction of tallness: "Don't be blocked by him, every student has infinite possibilities."

Several teachers nodded in agreement.

The old class said again: "Shangguan in our class..."

Other teachers: "..."

After the opening ceremony, the school officially started, physical education classes were held normally, and Zhou Xinglai went to work, so it was much easier for Qiu Zhen to find him.

But it's only during the daytime. When he has no classes, he basically stays in Liang Hanzhang's office. He even puts his computer here.

Fortunately, Liang Hanzhang's office is relatively spacious, and he doesn't have the habit of stacking things, so the two desks face each other just right.

Qiu Zhen figured out Zhou Xing's class schedule, and went to see him at a fixed time every day, basically before dinner.There are fewer classes in the second year of high school than in the first year of high school. Except for Thursdays, the two periods before dinner are self-study classes.

Qiu Zhen just buried himself in the problems in the office, and explained to him after completing Zhou Xing, and didn't leave after class, just waiting for someone at the door of the office.

Zhou Xing leaned against the door and looked at the two people who were walking away together, feeling a little unbalanced, turned around and said, "Why do I feel that they are still nourished by us?"

Liang Hanzhang smiled: "You chose it yourself."

Zhou Xing smirked: "If I don't come here, it will be difficult for us to meet face to face. When will you take me home?"

Liang Hanzhang was silent for a moment: "My mother..."

Zhou Xing didn't want to see him in trouble, so he waved his hand: "I'll just say it casually, I'm thankful that your mother didn't force you to get married."

Liang Hanzhang sighed, telling himself that it will be fine, and one day, they will be able to walk together in a fair manner.

It was two o'clock in the morning, in the dead of night, and everyone was sleeping peacefully.

In the long breathing sound in the dormitory, I don't know when there was an inhalation sound. After a while...

Tang Gaoqi, who was lying on the lower bunk, said in an angry voice: "Help——"

But no one heard, everyone was asleep.

The severe pain in his abdomen made his eyes black, and his internal organs seemed to be crushed by invisible sharp knives, and the pieces were still tumbling.

He called again, "Is anyone awake?"

The sound was not loud, but it was still clear in the night, but unfortunately no one heard it.

He is already desperate, is he going to die here tonight?In the future, top students of Peking University will die young.

The pain didn't seem to be as severe as before, his consciousness was fuzzy again, and when he was about to fall asleep, there was another cramping pain in his abdomen. Just like before, the pain gradually spread from his lower abdomen, and he curled up in a corner in pain, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Sugar cake?"

Tang Gaoqi was his nickname, Tang Gaoqi suspected that he heard it wrong, someone woke up in the middle of the night?

Qiu Zhen was so sleepy, he heard his answer, made sure he heard it right, carefully got up, and he got out of bed yawning.

He was sleeping on Bi Xia's bed tonight, when he moved this side, Bi Xia also woke up, sat up and looked at the person who got out of bed.

Qiuzheng walked to the lower bunk opposite the bed in two steps, wearing slippers: "What?"

Tang Gaoqi closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, breathing in and out: "Stomach hurts."

"Have you eaten something bad?"

"No, I don't know."

"Tsk," looking at his situation, Qiu Zhen probably thought it was a bit serious, Ninja poured him a glass of water sleepily, "I'll go to the teacher."

Tang Gaoqi thanked him, took the water glass tremblingly, but couldn't hold it steady, but fortunately Bi Xia also came down.

Qiu Zhen saw that he was all dressed up.

Holding the water glass, Bi Xia whispered, "Change clothes and send him to the hospital."

In the middle of the night, when the temperature was at its lowest, Tang Gaoqi was not the only one who went out like this to go to the hospital.

Qiu Zhen nodded, quickly changed his clothes and went to find Zhou Xing.

Tang Gaoqi's stomach hurts for a while, and he will be better now, so he asked Bi Xia to help him get his clothes.It took him almost 10 minutes to get changed.

On the other side, Qiu Zhen knocked on the door for a while, and found that there was no one inside. He thought of what Zhou Xing said before: the key is on the door frame, and there is a mobile phone inside, who should find whom.

Qiu Zhen touched the door frame and was covered with ashes, but luckily he found the key as well.

The mobile phone is placed on the table, and there is an address book next to it, the practice methods of various offices and class teachers in the school.

Qiu Zhen hesitated for a moment between the old class and Teacher Liang, and finally chose Teacher Liang. The first person responsible for the student's accident at night was Zhou Xing, and he had to notify Zhou Xing first.

He dialed the phone and Zhou Xing answered it.

Qiu Zhen briefly described the situation here, and Zhou Xing sounded not in a good mood, but he still said, "I'm coming down now."

Sure enough, it was upstairs.

Before hanging up the phone, he vaguely heard Zhou Xing say, "What are you going to do, lie down."

Liang Hanzhang wanted to go together, but was pushed back to bed by Zhou Xing: "It probably hurt my stomach, I'll go and have a look, you continue to sleep, you have to watch morning self-study tomorrow."

When Qiu Zhen returned to the dormitory, three of the other five students woke up, and two of them fell asleep after saying something. Sitting still can't figure out the situation.

Bi Xia and Qiu Zhen drove Tang Gaoqi out and met Zhou Xing who was coming down the stairs at the stairs.

Zhou Xing was still wearing his coat as he walked, looking very anxious.

Tang Gaoqi was so painful that his consciousness was blurred, his eyes were black, he walked and stopped, his slightly fat body trembled slightly.

Zhou Xing saw the situation and dialed 120 directly, then frowned and said with great reluctance: "I'll carry him down, one of you will follow me, and the other will go back to rest."

When Zhou Xing stood up with his back on his back, he held on to the handrail, and Qiu Zhen gave him a hand. Although this situation is not suitable for laughing, it is indeed quite funny.

Compared with Mr. Liang, Tang Gao is a chubby little man. No wonder Zhou Xing had doubts about life just now.

He was just about to let Bi Xia go back when he heard Bi Xia say, "He's in class four, I'll go."

How could Qiuzhen let him go: "I know what you know, it's the same if I go, you go back and rest."

Zhou Xing was already very upset that he couldn't sleep with his boyfriend in his arms, and he was carrying a 160-jin man on his back. Impatient to see the two of them getting bored, he decided directly: "Then go together."

Zhou Xing's car was parked downstairs, and the ambulance arrived after a few people arrived at the school gate.

In the night, the whole street was extremely spacious, and the ambulance roared all the way to take them to the hospital.

"Have you called your homeroom teacher?"

"I didn't have time, I'll look for you first."

Zhou Xing knew what he meant after a little thought, and pinched his eyebrows: "Thank you."

The doctor asked about Tang Gaoqi's situation, but Bi Xia and Qiu Zhen didn't know much about it, except that he ate an apple at night.

It may be that the painkiller injection just took effect, or it may be that the pain has entered a new cycle. Although Tang Gaoqi's face is pale, he has the strength to speak and his consciousness is still clear.

The doctor gave up these two questions and asked him directly. He asked Tang Gaoqi while pressing everywhere on Tang Gaoqi's stomach.

"Does this hurt?"

"What about here?"

Tang Gaoqi couldn't tell where the pain was at all, but the doctor felt a little clearer when he pressed it and asked him.

The three of them were watching seriously, but the doctor's expression became more and more weird. Qiu Zhen thought he couldn't see it, and he was ready for other examinations, but the doctor asked again: "How long has it been since you went to the bathroom?" ?”

three people:"……"

Tang Gaoqi was also a little confused: "Huh? I go to the toilet every day."

Seeing his expression, the doctor made it clear: "Shit, shit."

As expected of a doctor, he did not shy away from saying anything.

This time Tang Gaoqi understood, he thought for a while and said, "Two or three days? What time is it?"

Qiu Zhen came in such a hurry that he didn't even have a watch on, so he glanced at Bi Xia's watch and told him: "It's three o'clock, it's past midnight, today is Tuesday."

The doctor was more straightforward and asked him directly: "When was the last time you were there?"

"Saturday morning."

"Sure?"

"Sure, go home on Saturday."

The doctor wrote a few words on the medical record card, and his expression was very relaxed, with a smile in his eyes: "It's okay, it's just that I haven't gone to the toilet for too long."

It's been a long time, almost three days.

Zhou Xingban couldn't control his face all night, he was a little bit dumbfounded, and asked the person lying on the bed: "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Tang Gaoqi is about to cry, is there anything more embarrassing than this?

The worst part is that he still doesn't feel like going to the toilet.

The doctor probably also guessed his question, with a kind smile: "Student, do you need to open Serol?"